In The Back Streets Of France, Chapter 7: Charcoal

Chapter 7: Charcoal

“Get up,” Michael barks. He grabs her and kisses her roughly.

Suddenly she thinks of a scheme that will only work if both Michael and Alex act the way she thinks they will. She knows that she is taking a long risk and the threat of what might happen to both Alex and herself is hanging low on her shoulders.

She leans into the kiss and lets Michael pass when she feels the probing of an inquisitive tongue on her lips.

“Come with me,” she says seductively. “I know where to find him if he decides to run. We need to talk, I think,” she pulls him out of the circle by an untied tie around his neck. He never takes his eyes off her. He lets her lead him away.

Wonderful, exactly what I thought. He is such a man-slut! This is going to be SO much easer than I though!

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